You came to me for an answer,
So I came before you as a question,
My spirit trembles down my spine into my hands,
Wrapped around what should be this,
What is hurting you so much it had to come to this?
I dig deeper into your shadows,
My cauldron stews up in my brain,
Alas I can feel your pain,
Was it you who brought on the rain,
Or did someone bring you that heavy weight?
Either way,
You have to let go of that chain,
Your life wasn’t always filled with heavy rain,
Even if the sun seems so far away,
It’s shining brightly anyway.